Saturday, December 6, 2014

Barkley Goes Stick Fishing

There's something to be said for putting on a pair of hip boats and wading out into the middle of the Grey's River to go after some wily fish--Steelhead Fishing.

But in In the Midwest, we have a sport that is even better, at least if you're a canine.

Stick Fishing.

Leash (it's a city park, sorry Barkley)
One Redhead who is willing to get wet
One big creek
A few loose sticks found themselves carried down the creek to be snatched up in the jaws of the great Labrador Retriever like a Giant Grizzly.
You're going to have to get out there where it's a little deeper, that's where the sticks are.
Insert Planes Trains and Automobiles voice here -   "You're Going the Wrong WAY!
No, they come from UPSTREAM. Other way!
Just wait. .
I think I see another one coming!
I caught one!  This one's TROPHY sized!
The sticks didn't survive the mandible of death.

Neither did the frozen yogurt.


  1. Looks like an excellent (if wet)time!

  2. Sarah - it was! Thanks for stopping by!

  3. Hi Barkley,

    Thanks for stopping by my blog today! That game looks fun, but I bet that water was cold!


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